Fires and Flies in love again
remind me of a darker room
where tube light moons shone through us
and days were lit by plastic suns
In beds that carved out morning lust
I feel your breath,it lingers still
I miss you now,for the dirty touch
Form upon me,my cactus dust
I'll show you now,the scheme of minds
help you find your troubling times
drink me down,I'll be your wine
and feed you to some demons divine
Help me find an end to it
play through all my cries again
Gasp me through the swims and glides
Smile,feed me my Suicide
